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Hands grip my hips, and thrusts become harder as I open up for them. I can't move as they stir the storm building inside me. Waves become more turbulent the faster and harder they all fuck me. I can't stop it when the biggest wave hits and sucks me under before spitting me out and tossing me into the air. I then free-fall and crash back into the stormy waters.
It happens a few more times before my guys groan and grunt their pleasure, pulling one last one from me. I feel Jett and Oakley come inside me a split second before Fynn is spurting down my throat. I swallow every last drop, not wanting to waste any of it.
None of us move for what seems like hours, but then Fynn is the first to pull away. Bending over, he grabs my chin and kisses me hard. I'm sure he can taste himself on my tongue, but he doesn't give a shit; none of them do.
“Thank you, Little Saint,” he steps away and pulls on his boxers, “I'll go start breakfast.”
I drop my head to Jett's chest, still trying to catch my breath. Oakley slaps my ass as he pulls out, his seed dripping out as he does. He chuckles, spreading my ass as he watches the mess he made in my ass.
“You should probably take a shower after this,” he's smirking as he comes around so I can finally lay my eyes on his dark blue ones.
Gripping my hair, he yanks my head back and steals my lips just like Fynn did before moving away, “Thank you,” I surprise myself by blurting those two words out.
“What are you thanking me for? Fucking your ass?” Oakley raises his brow.
“No, asshole,” rolling my eyes, I smile, “I'm thanking you for being here for me. This is what I needed. All of you here with me at once.”
He sobers and gazes into my eyes, “We are always here for you, Kitty Cat. Don't ever think we will abandon you.”
He helps me off Jett, and they walk me into the bathroom and shower with me. After being under the hot spray for a few minutes, I look between them both, “So, what now? It's kind of weird knowing there is no more looking over our shoulders or playing Nancy Drew,” a little chuckle slips out.
“Well, us Lords still have another full year of ruling over Helshire,” Jett states, “And our Lady still has three years. All we can do is make the best of it and do what we do best.”
I run the loofah over Jett's bare sculpted pecs, “And what exactly do you do best?”
Jett's wicked grin has my heart skipping before he's looking over my shoulder as Oakley washes my back, “Instill fear into the student body, and fuck our girl senseless every chance we get.”
“You're forgetting one important thing, Pelletier,” I can hear Oakley's grin in his voice.
“What's that, Harris?” Jett replies.
Suddenly, I'm being pushed down to my knees, “Making sure our Lady knows her fucking place at all times.”
I glance up at Oakley, who smirks while stroking his cock. Licking my lips, I grab hold of Jett's girth with one hand and turn my mouth to Oakley, “Make it good, Harris,” I give him my own smirk just before I open my mouth nice and wide.
FIFTY-SEVEN
